I intended to be a fine art major in college. When I graduated high school and time came to go and I couldn’t afford it, bitter as hell, I signed up for community college. When you’re an art major you have this pretension, especially when you’re eighteen years old, like “I know more than these professors.” In some fit of adolescent rage I thought I’d piss my parents off and I signed up as a songwriting major. I went one semester and it just sort of worked for me. As someone who enjoys writing, the biggest struggle, I think, for any writer, is people not actually reading what you write. I would hand essays and prose and stream of consciousness things to my friends and my family and they’d scan it and hand it back. That didn’t cut it for me. Songwriting was the easiest solution because it forces people to hear what I’m saying from my voice. I always say I’m a singer out of necessity because I can’t imagine anyone singing my songs but myself.